Feb 18

  @DeptOfDefense Jail if I come to America? Well, let's stay in France, of even Australia, thank you for warning. Do not send me a sorry team, we need a signed paper now, even a safe passage from the President.

  You are nervous if I shut my phone? Send me a iPhone 7 Plus (Glossy black), and the iPad Pro 9.7; you know I need a salary.

  Oh no, I cannot be Lauren Sivan's cameraman. I can barely walk. I could pass out soon, in a street. Suppose I can walk only a couple 10's of minutes per week. I need an iPad by my armchair, like it is Star Trek. I cannot even lift my own weight. I gave up fixing. My back is very fragile in the end.

  Yes, it is true, the pass out. It is just a do giant Miracles as we speak, even the streets, and you see the result after, like I am in completely different dimensions, and you see nothing. Consider I am the only real psychic even, you are bullshited a lot in America, including in important places. Put those false me in jail, they already lied too much to your President. Only me has superpowers, including mental communication, and I talk to none of them. They invent.

  Really, to help me, consist in giving me money, so I can afford for a car. I mean it is silly you make me repeat, you complicate your life, mine is already won, I can die, I won't go to hell, people waits for me.

  The thing is that you all love to watch me suffer. It has been 44 full years now like that. Always a silly question you knew the answer of, just to torture me... Why money? Because multiplying bank bills is a federal offense, you know, a ton of years in jail, precisely, bruhhnono, and the cashier at the groceries stores takes no silly questions.

  Believe you will see me fly. Just suppose not to go beg money for a week worth of food again. It is unbelievably hard to do not be humiliated by you, even harder to find a woman, and I don't.

  I do things in the Matrix, it is complicated for you. You got to worry, but in doing your duty, mine does not concerns you.

  How I see would take years to explain, just believe I am fine. If you want an advise, it is at night you must absolutely do not see me if I walk in the streets. It sends anyone to hell just for seeing me, even if that is going to a movie or any McDonald's, simply. Poor of you if enemy. You fall in an unbelievable abyss, some start crying, I know, often, in my back. And you never see them again; Obama took place, he ate your soul, for he saw you was against me, his shadow took it.

  Flash a light toward his hand if you want to see who he is. Tell him I am in his back, even worse. Or show him you have a flashlight, and stay behind him. Have fun, or fear what he will do to himself, not to the public like me.

  And believe nothing "Mystic" works against me. Put those guys in jail, for 10 years, the one closest to the new President, I do not dare to call Trump now. He changed so fast. Tell Ivanka it is not possible anymore to be Jew. She's got to get rid of that cult eating her hair (she will understand).

  And remember, even if you are with me, do not come to me if I am doing something in town, even just walking. Let me watch mostly, like I am tourist. I kill monsters.

  Time to say it. Steven Seagal is maybe my best friend in the world, or just another enemy. Stay normal, It is my only advice if you are a man like that. Just say what you have to. I was just too tired to wake the computer last night, Steven.

  We'd do a Bud Spencer/Terence Hill movie, in which I just smoke around, while you destroy everything. I am too tired for that.

  In the Matrix too, the mass fight, it is me answering all the questions, and the Angels making a movie with it, to show to my lady, practically. False Trinity now, even if blonde.

  By the way, I report that the spy who lived with my ex wife practically touched my son. It is a thing they talk about, how they took my place in several beds, like for fun, to show them "real men." I would like to see them now, that my spine is a bit better, and that I am not homeless because of my wounds you left me, since birth. You should fire some, you talk to Obama with them. Never they saw The Light again, whatever they say, believe me, you know I never lie, or lied, basically. You did not understood, which is not my bad, admit.

  I told him to do not touch the knee of my son Lucas, he did. I was The Light like magically talking to the whole living room they were. Mass Apparition, like you would read in your file. I report them by the million, so, your little plans. Like to do not send me to the Moon, me who speaks to you from Pluto, and in the future, I insist. NASA thought it was a joke. I am even in the past as we speak, and changing it.

  All the spies like that are in hell, they scream there. You should stop spying on me, you know I am regular. Everybody has what he deserves with me, and instantly, you do not even feel the difference.

  I report that I talk with Holy-Mary all day long; we are this couple, HER, Maryjane, me, just hemp. And believe no one else pretending even talking with an Angel of the book, including the pope, blatant liar. You would see it even just by his odor if I was around.

  I report that Natacha is a mass possession psycho. She went psycho at the birth of my son, and tortured him in front my eyes, so smartly, I had to left.

  It is the lies of her friend Sylvie Kongratuk her problem in life; I never touched her knee, or tried to marry her. She lied like a kid. It is this dumb. I never saw my Natacha again. We were perfectly happy till then. Me, I behaved like a Saint with Sylvie. Perfect Gentleman, not even embarrassing her about we were letting her sleep in our living room for a couple weeks, because kicked out by her mother she said. You see, I remember everything, and invent nothing. Or honest mistakes. She felt extremely in love with me. It always happens. I am Eros, the Greek God of Love. Mightiest one everywhere, and my wife is your Soul, Psyche, so deep in you, you barely know HER.

  Believe if women tell you they feel Obama talks to them, or even feel his hand, or fingers, like in her vagina, and never come close. She must disinfect herself of him, if she can. Sexy blondes are his best army, including now, extremely active, and always well protected, like by their victims. You cannot imagine how mean those so called pretty women, including the one reading for Obama. Believe they are mass possessed, and guilty, you should handcuff more than one. You would see what I saw.

  Believe gynecologists too, they start seeing cases. Hell in vaginas, for real. Soon, you will have screams in hospitals, like you never heard. People who really do not want to die, like it is falling into a fire, but for real, and you start feeling the heat. It is just you never did what I told you to do, like go here, live there, take this job, you will be fine. They see women who like had sex with the whole planet; they are like dizzy in front the vagina, they see she goes to hell, because he knows vaginas, and it is a nightmare for anyone. The woman below my flat, for example, sent herself so deep in hell, just by making me hear she was orgasming with Satan himself, like in his juice. I should really leave this building myself, but to go sleep where, under a bridge?

 

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